Arrow Lake Ouch that must've hurt

Kazimir indulged Rue's thought experiment for a short moment and took the opposite viewpoint; she thought the prey had the luckier end of the bargain. Such a position baffled Rue. What must Kazimir have seen in her lifetime to cause her to envy a creature for its ignorance, of all things? Such an existence was out of the question for Rue; she  would rather be dead a hundred times over than than be mindless. 

Kazimir suggested moving on to a more "positive" subject, which turned out to be a discussion of how to dismember a fresh corpse. Positive. Right. "We could bring the others to us," Rue suggested with a shrug. They were well within Diaspora territory, so it shouldn't be too much of an imposition on their packmates to answer a howl. The stars had seen it fit to deliver a feast to them, and Rue thought it would be a shame to chop it up and disperse it before allowing everyone the chance to dine and mingle as a pack.